Welcome To The Party lyrics - Diplo, French Montana & Lil Pump (feat. Zhavia Ward)

(from "Deadpool 2" soundtrack)

[French Montana & Lil Pump:]

Haaan

We on fire

Step up in the party, step up in the party

Ha (Haaan)

We on fire

Ride up to the party, ride up to the party

Ha (Haaan, aye) (live it up)

[French Montana:]

Welcome to the party, aye

Welcome to the party, aye

Welcome to the party, aye

Welcome to the party

Hit 'em up (haaan), get 'em up (haaan)

Put 'em up (haaan), we wakin' up (haaan)

Fly with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan)

Fly with my dogs, ridin' high when we pull up (haaan)

When we ride, when we pull up (haaan)

We be high, when we pull up (haaan)

Coupe with the top down, no ceilin'

Rocks on the watch now, armageddon

Roof on fire, fire

We ride, ride

Pull up in a tank, bow-bow (haaan)

Yeah, on Ciroc, in the drop, full of beans

Yeah, we the squad, 100 cars full of tings

Yeah, I pull up with fire boy chinchilla

Yeah, it's Frenchy Montana, quilla and vanilla

Roof on fire, we be higher like a wheelie

Shawty bad, talkin' MJ Thriller

Welcome to the party, sippin' on the Act

Pull up in a 'Rari, DJ bring it back

Fell in love with shawty, money like Shaq

Welcome to the party (live it up)

[French Montana, Zhavia Ward & Lil Pump:]

Welcome to the party (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party (welcome to the party)

Burn up, let it burn

Burn up, let it burn

Burn up, let it burn (Lil Pump, ooh)

(I'mma let it burn) (ooh, ooh, ooh)

Burn up, let it burn

Essketit

[Lil Pump:]

I can't feel my body, 'cause I pop a lot of molly

Welcome to the party, bitch I'm 'bout to catch a body

Bitch I'm in the shit, we don't give a fuck about it

Bitch I start a riot, bitch I'm 'bout to start a riot

Welcome to the trap, got my grandma sellin' crack

I make what you makin' when you sittin' down just movin' packs

Make a bitch do jumpin' jacks like she was an acrobat

Got these bitches lookin' at me crazy 'cause I got face tats

Ooh, drip, drip, drip, I cannot go away for a bitch

Drop 5 million on my crib, now Lil Pump is rich as shit, ooh

And I'm still on probation, pop a pill I feel amazing

You just bluffin', you just hatin'

All these diamonds on me skatin'

Man I do this every day, spend three thousand on some shades

I got bitches in L.A., your boyfriends broke, his diamonds fake

[French Montana & Zhavia Ward:]

Welcome to the party (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

Welcome to the party, aye (welcome to the party)

[French Montana & Lil Pump:]

We on fire

Step up in the party, step up in the party hot

Welcome To The Party (Remix) lyrics - Diplo, French Montana & Lil Pump (feat. Juicy J, Famous Dex)

[Lil Pump:]

Lil Pump, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouuu

Man, I got like 3 million dollars in jewellery

ESSKEETIT

I can't feel my body, 'cause I pop a lot of molly (molly)

Welcome to the party, welcome to the drug party (ouu)

Got a lotta thotties, yeah, I fuck a lot of thotties (esskeetit)

Tryna fuck shorty, I'm just tryna fuck shorty (ouu)

Welcome to the trap, got my grandma selling crack (yuh)

I make what you make in one year sitting down just movin' packs (damn)

Make a bitch do jumpin' jacks (ouu), like she was a acrobat (yuh)

Got these bitches lookin' at me crazy 'cause I got face tats (ouu)

Ouu, drip, drip, drip, I cannot go wife a bitch (no!)

Drop 5 million on my crib, now Lil Pump is rich as shit, ouu

And I'm still on my probation, pop a pill, I feel amazing (brrt)

You just broke and you just hatin', all these diamonds on me skatin'

Man, I do this every day, spend three thousand on some shades

I got bitches in L.A., your boyfriend broke, his diamonds fake (yuh)

[French Montana:]

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

[Juicy J:]

Welcome to the party, I might tear your club up

9 times out of 10 I'm probably drugged up

Speaking on my name just to get your buzz up

They say money talk, nigga shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)

This is Uncle Juice, pickup full of juice

Pop a pill or two, fuck some on the roof

I'm so fucking high, don't know who is who

She put it in my face, you should see my view

Racks out, threw a few

Shake some get some loose

I got good drank, Quavo, 2 Chainz

Yeah I'm sippin'

50 souls wanted to be cuffed they go to prison

Call a black car, masterpiece it ain't no Limo

Welcome to my party we ain't finished 'till we finished

We ain't finished 'till we spinnin'

Call a bar tell I'm sinnin'

[French Montana:]

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

[Famous Dex:]

Baby girl, you can walk into the party

Sippin' on that lean, no I don't do Bacardi

Stomp a nigga and I don't say sorry

Fuck that bitch, then I kick her out the 'Rari

Yeah, baby you a thot (ouu, boy)

Cruisin' down the block with a Glock (ouu, yuh)

You a stupid ass bitch if I trust you (what?)

Baby, only tryna fuck you (huh, ouu)

I'll fuck you in my swimming pool

Only if you cool and you bring your friends too

(Dexter!)

[French Montana:]

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

Ayy, welcome to the party

[Juicy J:]

Yeah hoe!

Yeah hoe!

Yeah hoe!

Yeah hoe!

Whipp'n It Slowly lyrics - French Montana

Coke boy, baby

Coke boy, coke boy, boy, o-o-o-oy

Still try to line us, can't find us (Haan)

Coke boy, come find us (Haan)

Oh, boy, come find us (Haan)

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Come find, Montana

He got cut in his face with a banger (One time)

Been riskin' for my life with these verse (Two times)

Whippin' that soft

Whippin' this far, whippin' it slowly (Whip it, whip it)

What this for? It changed my whole life (Haan)

What this for? (Ha), whippin' it slowly (Ha)

This is Coke Boys (Montana, woo)

Feds did a sweep, hit the wrong house (Sweep)

Call me Rod Strickland, how the ball bounce (Bounce)

Before the shows, with the work, I was sold out (Whip it)

Askin' 'round, have the fiends sell they whole house (Haan)

Work so good, shorty snort a whole ounce (Facts)

How he free? He was guilty on all accounts (Ah)

I'm in my bag, no Birkin, just a duffle (Duffle)

She cook talk in her pots, I use the oven (Haan)

I had the fiends dancin', like Jenny Wine

I'm from the South-Bronx, where you had to really rhyme

Let me remind 'em, whole city behind 'em (New York)

Whip, whip, way before they signed 'em (Montana)

Coke boy, coke boy, boy, o-o-o-oy

Still try to line us, can't find us (Haan)

Coke boy, come find us (Haan)

Oh, boy, come find us (Haan)

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Come find, Montana

Wish U Well lyrics - French Montana & Swae Lee

Come tell me everything

If it bothers you, then it bothers me

Restore my trust, replace my faith

Don't bring my past up 'cause I was betrayed

I need your love, let's dialogue

Don't feel as much, I'm numb enough

Till the right one comes (Yeah)

I want your bum bum bum (Yeah, yeah)

Can you feel my t-t-touch? (Hey)

My job is never done (Yeah, yeah)

She only gave you hope, she let me take

She fell and said, "I'm making a big mistake"

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

Montana!

Her top disappeared like Houdini

Gucci socks on, don't g me

Tell 'em we got yachts if they fishin'

Crib, three islands in the kitchen

Cool like the breeze in Jamaica

For your birthday, I'ma get you an acre

She wanna strip tease in Tulum

Fucked on the beach, we ain't make it to the room

Shawty got me in a trance, I'm tryna make it make sense

Counting pesos, Turks and Caicos

Shawty slide, I'm tryna catch a vibe

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you well, I wish you

I'ma let you go

In the midst I let you go

Understand me, I'm technical

I never wish to let you go

I'ma let you go

In the midst I let you go

Understand me, I'm technical

I never wish to let you go

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

My love and my touch

Up above, is made with the warmth of my

Zooted lyrics - Becky G, French Montana & Farruko

[French Montana:]

Montana

You know what it, when you heat that, haan

Becky G

[Becky G:]

I'm on it, I'm on it, yeah you know I'm on it

Popping, drinking smoking, we gon' be hear 'till the morning, the morning, the morning

Sweating 'till the morning

The way I move my body, boy you're loving my performance

You want it, you want it, yeah, I know you want it

Feeling on my body, baby, do I make you want me?

Higher, higher, let me take you higher

Come and let me put some gasoline on the fire

Zooted, I'm zooted

The room is spinning 'round and 'round

And tonight going stupid

I wanna wake up in the clouds

Tell my friends I'm pulling up

Put some liquor in my cup

Because I'm zooted, so zooted

I'm getting higher off your love

Zooted, zooted, zooted...

[French Montana:]

Montana (yeah)

Hop and get ghost in a Phantom

With a topic in the tropicanas

100 chains on me, do the dancing

Let me take you back to the mansion

Shawty, every night we getting madder

Looking at the haters, make 'em mad

1 shot, 2 shots, turn it up

Two stepping to the name of love

Ray bands, getting low from the ground, I know

Designer all black and white, panda

Diamond flashing like the paparazzi cameras

Zooting up these catching tans

Fly, pelican, fly

Scarface

Lambos on the doorway

We high baby, for life

French Vanilla all day

I'm in love with you small waist

Back it up, dirty whine it

Baby, everyday we gon' shine, shine, shine

[Becky G:]

Zooted, I'm zooted

The room is spinning 'round and 'round

And tonight going stupid

I wanna wake up in the clouds

Tell my friends I'm pulling up

Put some liquor in my cup

'Cause I'm zooted, so zooted

I'm getting higher off your love

Zooted, zooted, zooted...

[Farruko:]

(Ya, ya, ya, ya, Farru!)

Se abren las puertas pa' arriba del Lambo

Abran paso que por ahí va a entrar Rambo

Ready junto a la tropa vamo' al mambo

Hoy se rompe y este ritmo lo baila hasta el sambo

Empezó la movie, to' esos culé'

Que muevan esas chapotas pa' uno ve'

Ahora es que es, caigan más Moët

Que ya mismo me trepó en la mesa y llueven los de a'cien

Fuego, que prendan la movie

Fuego, no le baje y le sube

Fuego, to' el mundo baje al lobby

Porque en fuego se prendió el hotel (fire, fire)

Fuego, que prendan la movie

Fuego, no le baje y le sube

Fuego, to' el mundo baje al lobby

Porque en fuego se prendió el hotel

[Becky G:]

Zooted, I'm zooted

The room is spinning 'round and 'round

And tonight going stupid

I wanna wake up in the clouds

Tell my friends I'm pulling up

Put some liquor in my cup

'Cause I'm zooted, so zooted

I'm getting higher off your love

Zooted, zooted, zooted...

Why So Serious? lyrics - French Montana

Sing a happy tune,
The boy that cried through you,
We live the pictures that have come to past,
And now you stand alone, love is lost and blown,
And we are flesh and blood the sinner.......

Her rhyme seem certain my mind sometime is bizarre,
I write lines wizzerts, no money no cure,
It’s slow but sure when I go they’ll know Montanas observant arghh arghh,
My whip automatic, my guns automatic,
Back shots then I get the head automatic, (Oooo weee)
Send her home bare footed grizzly skin gators homie I’m bare footed,
I hear your heartbeat beat, yous a....
I’m the corner block pot holes concrete,
Hate us or not we invaded the block skin skulls and totems gators and crocs,

Time has stopped before us,
The sky cannot ignore us,
No one can separate us,
For we are all that is,

In the sound of the water dripping down from the ceiling to the bucket,
Where I’m cleaning my guns to go kill em,
Sunshine, rain pour, massacre chainsaw,
And I don’t want your money you know what I came for,
You niggas make your moves,
I’ll erase your move they want me shackled up in segregation unit,
But I was born to fly Montana certified,
In case you’re under a rock, you never heard of I,
Who did the I’m the boss,
They call me the nuclear holocaust,
We got planners this thick??....
I met your bell like ding dong banana clip,
Go ahead and play King Kong, your head will split.

Now the kingdom comes, crushing down and down,
And I am master of nothing??.... hahahaha

Coke

Ahhh